Since entering this journey of reading and writing, I find myself in an empty world of language. My lack of experience in reading and writing has caused me great fear in many of my English classes. It is the only vulnerable area in my otherwise indomitable academic shield. I don't really enjoy writing; I have like reading even less. Other than an occasional magazine, I really don't remember the last thing I've read since Lord of the Flies, in my junior year of high school English. I never read in the past, not in middle school, not in high school. Now this writing assignment confronts me with a great task: a formal paper, I haven't written a formal paper since senior year. I feel like an old snow blower that has been put away until the winter and is being taken out for the first snow.
             All the educational influences I have had in my life, from teachers to my parents have told me I have great potential and that I am very smart. In all my other subjects I excel, in science, math and history, for example. I attack these subjects like a dog after his bone, but when it comes to writing, I shy away and put my tail between my legs and hide. In my eyes writing is a useless hassle; it frustrates me. I don't honestly enjoy writing; I find it to be boring, stressful and a waste of effort. On the other hand writing does bring you later success in life and makes you a more intellectual person. It brings you a greater knowledge of a variety of subjects and areas. As of now, I don't seem to find pleasure or meaning in writing assignments besides the fact it was assigned. I have stayed away from classes with a lot of reading and writing and have spent my energy on subjects in which I excel.
             When it comes to writing, my vocabulary is small and I lack many writing skills that enable other people to vary the beginning of sentences; I find it hard to get my point across in a sophisticated way. When it comes to grammar, I...